Braised pork is easy to make, it just takes time.

Having known Liu Qian for so long, Jiang Feng knew that her stomach was like a bottomless pit connecting the two-dimensional space. Although it is not as good as those on the live broadcast website that can eat ten catties in one meal, she is better at eating for a long time, as long as there is food in front of her, she can keep eating.

During the previous club activities, she knocked melon seeds for more than three hours and lost 4 pounds!

There are no fresh vegetables in the kitchen at all, Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Jiankang will never tolerate people who use overnight vegetables, but there are still some dry goods, and Jiang Feng also found pickled and prepared overnight rice for egg fried rice.

"Braised pork will take more than half an hour, I'll fry you a bowl of egg fried rice first?" Jiang Feng proposed.

"Okay, okay. Liu Qian Lian nodded and looked at the back kitchen curiously.

The back kitchen is not big, but she has never been here before, so she is very curious.

After looking around, Jiang Feng's egg fried rice was almost ready.

"By the way, president, Minqi said that there will be a volunteer activity next week, as if how many people should be sent to each club, will you go?" asked Liu Qian.

"Are you talking about the one held by the student union? I'll go to our club, and you're going too?" Jiang Feng said over and over again while flipping the spatula, "That activity is not ordinary tired, it's usually to go to a primary school in a nearby county to be a volunteer teacher, or an orphanage to clean and take care of children." ”

The Student Council holds this event every year, and each club is represented on a head-to-head basis, and other students can also volunteer to sign up. In the past two years, the chess club has been trying back and forth on the edge of the abandoned club, as long as one person comes out, and it was Jiang Feng who went last year.

"Minqi wants to go, and I want to see it too. "Freshmen are always looking forward to school activities, and Jiang Feng did the same last year, and then he swept the ground in the orphanage for a day, and moved things several times during the period.

"Okay. "There are a lot of people in the chess club this year, Jiang Feng was supposed to be able to pull who he should go, but since someone volunteered to sign up, of course he was happy.

During the conversation, the egg fried rice came out of the pot.

Liu Qian happily went out with egg fried rice.

Braised pork is easy to make, but it needs to take time to boil slowly, otherwise the fat is too greasy and makes it difficult to have a raw appetite. Turn on the low heat to let the fat oil be slowly boiled out, and Jiang Feng began to make pickled vegetable dumplings.

Corn flour is ready-made, and the old man loves to eat wowotou, and since he came, a bag of cornmeal has been indispensable in the kitchen.

However, it is impossible to add paste, Aunt Li added paste and rice bran because the paste and rice bran are the food of the guests on the boat, it is ready-made, because of the buckle, and it has nothing to do with the whole food. Besides, now Jiang Feng can't get such a primitive paste, let alone rice bran.

The pickled vegetables are pickled by Comrade Wang Xiulian, and Comrade Wang Xiulian's pickling technology far surpasses Jiang Jiankang, whether it is pickled radish or pickled cucumber pickled pepper, the taste is far better than what is sold on the market. It's just that Comrade Wang Xiulian buckled, and the enthusiasm for pickled vegetables was not high, and she pickled a few jars every year for her family to eat, and never put them in the store as a gifted side dish, so the guests in the store never had a taste of it.

Slowly knead the pickles into the dough and knead the dough, Jiang Feng still had to go to see how the braised pork was hot. He is not as good as Aunt Li in kneading skills, after all, most of his time learning to cook is dedicated to knife work, Bai Case Jiang Weiguo has never taught him at all, and the kneading skills are all practiced by making dumplings several times a year, which is not as good as Aunt Li who makes nests every day.

These days, Jiang Weiguo did not teach him knife work or fire, but taught him ingredients.

Knife work is the foundation of a chef, and the ingredients are the soul.

Wensi tofu is difficult to make, and egg fried rice is also not easy.

Jiang Feng is not a very savvy cook, if he hadn't gotten the game, because he had to complete the game task, he might not have re-practiced his cooking skills at all, and would have graduated from college like his cousins and found a job that had nothing to do with cooking.

But he has the advantage that as long as he does it, he will do it seriously.

When he was studying, he could throw down the kitchen knife and study seriously, and now he can also pick up the kitchen knife and practice seriously.

The dumplings come out of the pot before the braised pork.

Jiang Feng looked at the pot, the boiling time was not enough, and it was estimated that it would take about twenty minutes.

went out with the hot vegetable dumplings, Liu Qian was already on the disc and was chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

There was not a single grain of rice left in the bowl, and the rim of the bowl was oily and reflected in the light.

"What is this?" Liu Qian asked as she heard this, looking up and asking hesitantly, "Corn...... Maruko?"

Jiang Feng thinks that the pickled vegetable dumplings he makes are still good, delicate, round, and the pickles are also evenly distributed, like a starry sky, sprinkled with flour and a layer of chocolate sauce to change the plate It is estimated that they can be sold as desserts.

"Pickled vegetable dumplings, you can order the portion leisurely and the portion is more sufficient, and the braised pork will have to wait for twenty minutes. With that, Jiang Feng took a vegetable dumpling from the plate.

After a rough weighing, one is half a catty.

As soon as you enter the mouth, there is a hint of sweetness, and the unique aroma of cornmeal is added to the flavor of pickles, and the neutralization of the three is unexpectedly good.

Cornmeal is a coarse grain, but it is impossible for today's merchants to sell pure cornmeal directly to customers, and it is basically added with some flour.

Liu Qian put the plate in front of the camera and showed off: "The vegetable dumplings specially made for me by our president are very beautiful." President, what kind of stuffing is this?"

"No stuffing. Jiang Feng said.

There was a piece of brushing on the barrage hahahaha.

Jiang Feng went back to the kitchen and looked at the pot of braised pork, and by the way, he studied the matter of making extra money.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Feng came out with braised pork.

The plates on the table were empty.

"You've eaten it all?" Jiang Feng was shocked.

5 dumplings are nearly 3 catties, the most important thing is that these are made of dead noodles, which is very stomach-supporting, Liu Qian is just an ordinary person no matter how much she can eat, how can she stand it if she eats so much at once.

"It's just five dumplings. Liu Qian couldn't tell the difference between dead noodles and hair noodles, "It's just that the portion seems to be a little heavy, and it's nothing, I've eaten more and it's fine." ”

As she spoke, Liu Qian stretched out her chopsticks towards the braised pork.

Looking at her, it seems that nothing is wrong.

Jiang Feng was optimistic for less than two minutes, and Liu Qian had an accident.

"President, I'm a little sick to my stomach. Liu Qian, who was eating braised pork very happily, covered her stomach with a pale face, and called Jiang Feng, who was using her mobile phone to search for part-time news.

"My stomach hurts a little bit, it hurts. Liu Qian frowned, and cold sweat began to form on her forehead.

Jiang Feng knew as soon as she guessed that she had eaten too much.

"Can you go, go to the hospital. "Jiang Feng is categorical.

There is a private hospital in front of the school, and it takes about twenty minutes to walk there.

"Like, no. Liu Qian did suddenly feel a terrible pain, stood up tremblingly, and didn't stand firm on the table just after taking a step.

There was no way, Jiang Feng could only go and open the door first, said hello to the boss opposite and asked him to help look at the store, picked up Liu Qian, and walked towards the hospital.

What he didn't know was that Liu Qiandao's live broadcast room had exploded.